Paris In Flames (Demo) Thursday

Now it's time
To wrap our fears in the night
And on the first day
I'll dress this city in flames
After the things you say
You hate me for being this way

Still you won't let go (of old ideals)
There is no headline (to read at night)
When the record skips (and you're not)
Holding the needle

We all sing the songs of separation
And we watch our lives
Bleed out through our hands
That's how it was on the first day
When we saw Paris in flames

Rain, rain down
I think it's gonna rain, rain down
I think it's gonna rain, rain down
I think it's gonna rain
I think it's gonna rain, rain down
I think it's gonna rain, rain down
I think it's gonna rain, rain down
I think it's gonna rain